#first client

Bodyguard Chapter 1 First Client

A/N I know. I know. But I was inspired by Sam's above pic and once a story idea gets in my head, it doesn't let go. In this story, Claire has a chronic disease called Fibromyalgia. I am a real life sufferer of this bloody awful illness and the descriptions are real. As always, let me know what you think.

“She will be spoiled, demanding, impossible.”

“Come brother, it isn't the humble poor that can afford your services.”

He knows his sister is right. A former SAS officer, he has started a bodyguard service. This model/actress, is his first client. He sighs and picks her file back up. Claire Elizabeth Beauchamp, age 29. Needing his special services due to some threatening letters. He will be working with her own security but will be by her side constantly.

Claire sits in the makeup chair and tries to zone out. To get on top of the pain. She has to be on for the next half hour. To get through this morning show appearance to promote her latest project. Then she can go home and curl into the center of her bed and cry.

“Claire, remember the new bodyguard is coming by today.” Mary, her personal assistant and cousin, reminds her.

“God Mar, I can’t handle that today.”

“You must. This creeps letters are getting more threatening. I know you are feeling awful but..”

“Fine. Let's just get through this morning.” Mary slips out to make sure she has a comfy chair as the hair and makeup people finish up.

He waits, talking with her security staff, going over the letters, as he prepares to meet the lass, herself.

“She should be back soon. Had a morning talk show appearance.” Rupert, her head of security, tells him.

“Who is with her now?” he looks up from the latest letter. A psychopath is stalking her. He prays she is not alone.

“Mary, her personal assistant and Angus, one of my best man, wee but mighty.”

“Good and she is due back when?” The phrases jump out at him. ‘I know where you live, where your parents and dear uncle do. No one will see me coming. I can’t be stopped.’ He shudders.

“Should be anytime.”

“Call this Angus. See where they are.” Rupert puffs up a bit at being ordered about so but, this Fraser is the best so he does.

“Pulling in now.” Fraser is up, heading out to the garage the is attached to the house. The car pulls in. First out is Angus, he presumes, a wee man with a fierce look about him. He watches from the shadows as he clears the garage before letting the lasses out. Good.

Next is Mary. He knows her as she had hired him. She leads the other lass out. He is shocked at her appearance. Pale, weak looking. She looks nothing like the pictures that are in her file. What has happened? He steps out of the shadows.

Angus draws om him. “Stay right there laddie. Hands up.”

“Grand job Angus. I am glad to see how fast you respond. I am no threat.”

“He isn't Angus. That is Jamie Fraser, ex SAS. The man I hired as Claire's bodyguard. “Mary explains.

“Christ. Sorry.” He lowers his gun. “It is just..”

“You did exactly what I was hoping you would do. Now, what is wrong with our client?”

“I need a bed. Now!” It takes all her remaining strength to say that and she collapses against Mary. Jamie doesn’t hesitate. He is there, lifting her up in his arms.

“Mary, lead the way.”

When she is laid down on her bed and Mary has her shoes off and a blanket tucked around her, she finally answers his initial question. What is wrong with her.

“This falls under the confidential category.” She explains. She sits beside her cousin with Jamie standing beside them.

“Understood.”

“She has a chronic disease. Fibromyalgia. It causes widespread pain all over her body. Caused by overactive nerves, the pain and fatigue is immense and hard to treat. Today,” she looks back on her now sleeping cousin with deep concern and affection, “well today she is in a flare. It is when the normal symptoms are magnified. Nothing but time and sleep help. She is in unimaginable pain today, Mr. Fraser.”

“Christ. The poor lass.”

“Yes, it is very hard.” She sighs, reaching out to touch her face. “I do all I can for her, beyond what normal personal assistants do. But I must. She has pushed herself to hard with the premier coming up. She will try to sleep it off today and tonight. Back on the PR circuit tomorrow. Mr. Fraser, she is even more vulnerable then you know. Please, see her safe. She is my only family and best friend.”

“I swear it Miss. Hawkins.”

“I need to go handle some things in prep for tomorrow.”

“I will not leave her side.”

Before seeing your first client ^^^^^^^^

After seeing your first client vvvvvvvvv

Gave my first client my contact info so he could tell me exactly what he wants and we can negotiate the price. And THIS is what he sends me.

-------------------------------------------

Chapter 17: How To Land Your First Paid Photography Job – The Ultimate Beginners Photography Guide

Note: This Article contains advertisements and may contain affiliate links.Disclamer by The Black Light Studios Welcome to the seventeenth and the last Chapter of Free Online Photography Course – The Ultimate Beginners Photography Guide. I hope you have learned a lot from this Free Online Photography Course – The Ultimate Beginners Photography Guide Article Version. If you have read from…

I remember my first meeting with my potential client was messed up because of me going into much detail, lack of confidence, petrifying & going wrong & many other factors that ended up into me losing the work.